All About the Belly Part 2

So remember a few months ago when I posted a couple pictures of the Belly?

Well, my friends, things got real alright.

They got real REAL fast!!

So I'm 1 day away from being 37 weeks.

And I feel the need to show off the Belly

For she is grand and, ah, well, huge.

Okay let's review.

Ah sweet little body, how I miss thee.
Here's me at  9 weeks

Not too much going on.
Here's 22 weeks.

A little more progress.
Here we are at 27 weeks. 

And still...
32 weeks here.

And here we are today.

37 ish weeks.

Can I just say whoa mama!!

I wish I had the motivation to go pull up the pictures from the other two so we could compare.

Oh wait a sec...

Here's me with Ian at 37 weeks.

I have officially outgrown that shirt.

I thought I was all out front with him!

This one's basically a basketball sticking out there.

And can we talk about carrying high?

Because last time's rib pain was NOTHING compared to this one.

Although I fear I felt some movement southward today...

Oh man it really is getting close!!

Can't wait to meet this baby!!

8 Years Strong

I went to the store yesterday to get an anniversary card for my sweet hubby.

They were all CRAP!

So stupid and overpriced.

So I told him I would write a super amazing fantastic blog post for him.

Well, here is what he gets instead:

Dear Thompson,

Today is a very special day.

Today is the day, eight years ago, that You and I were married.

Weren't we just so cute?!

And thin?!?

Gosh.  I can't believe another year has gone by.  We've done a lot since last year.

We celebrated birthdays and some holidays.

We camped and went to zoos.

Our baby started (and finished) preschool.

We got some wisdom teeth removed.

We watched our boys grow up.

We made some friends and had some parties.

We did some baby makin'.

We spent way too much money.

We did a lot of traveling.

We're now just weeks away from meeting our baby girl.

And I can't help but look back and smile.

It's been hard, it's been trying.

It has not been all good.

But it's been you and me doing the best we can.

And that's what I love about us.

We always manage to pull through and make it work.

We're seriously awesome like that.

So I had a lot of things to say, and then I pulled up last years anniversary post.

And everything I said then I mean now.

So here is a little reminder.

 I am so very grateful I have this man beside me.

The guy everyone thought was no good for me

.

The guy who had piercings and tattoos.

The guy who took care of me from the time I graduated from college to now and continues to do so.

The guy who supported me through beauty school, even though we weren’t even engaged, let alone married. 

The guy who was patient with me while I figured things out and got things straight.

The guy who’s literally been with me through thick (mostly me) and thin (mostly him).

The guy who has sat idly by and endured my ever changing hair colors and styles.

The guy who held me while I cried, waited when I was impatient, got tests done when we had no answers, and gave up so so much to be a daddy.

The guy who lets me torture him.

The guy who has endured heartbreak countless times.

The guy who goes on many splendid adventures with me and my incessant whining and need for potty breaks.

The guy who does the best he possibly can.

The guy who is pretty dang adorable.

The guy who puts up with so so much and takes it all in stride.

The guy who’s little sons are trying to be just like.

The guy who doesn’t know it, but has the most amazing spirit about him.

 

The guy who has prayed for me when I couldn’t do it myself.  

The guy who doesn’t give himself enough credit.

 

The guy I was terrified of when we first met, but who turned out to be practically the biggest dork on the planet.

The guy who’s made me feel stronger, more self confidant, and beautiful than I ever did before.
    

The guy who collects many amounts of seemingly useless junk and is an amazing, daring cook.

The guy who would, and does anything for his family.

They guy who lets me be me.

The guy who never gives up, never backs down, and doesn’t throw in the towel, even when others would have quit long ago.

The guy who makes me madder than I’ve ever been in my entire life.

The guy I can’t out argue.

    

The guy I had my last first kiss with. 

  

The guy that seemed so very wrong for me for a lot of reasons.

The guy who I married EIGHT years ago today.  The guy I will spend eternity with.  The guy I love. 

We’ve had good days, we’ve had bad days, we’ve fought like it was over, we’ve laughed at absolutely nothing.  It’s such an amazing ride and I’m so glad I’m on it with him.  He’s my best buddy, the one who gets annoyed when I tell him what celebrities I think are hot, the one who honestly loves me no matter what I look like.  He’s forgiving and sweet, awkward and hilarious.  There’s absolutely no one I’d rather be with.

There were quite a few people who really thought I was making a huge mistake marrying this guy.  What they didn’t know was how great a man he would turn out to be.  How great a daddy he’d be, how great a husband.  They didn’t see what I saw, they didn’t know what I knew, and they didn’t feel what I felt.  Many prayers were sent heavenward while we were dating and engaged.  I knew from the beginning that it was the start of something good. 

My mom asked me before we got married why him, why this person who seemed so out of character for me.  I knew then that our life would be hard.  I knew it wasn’t going to be easy.  I knew we had an uphill journey ahead of us.  I knew that I loved him and that life was going to be hard, but I knew that it would be 1000 times better than life with out him.

So Thor, thanks for it all.  Being married to you is a day by day adventure.  Thanks for not bailing the first time you had second thoughts and wondered what you'd gotten yourself into?  You know the time...Yellowstone...outhouse...yeah...I wouldn't have blamed you for high tailing it right then.  But thanks for not giving up on me then and now.  

See, I kinda screwed myself there because there's honestly no way I could top that.  Not right now with my preggo brain and CRS* disease.  I think it bears repeating though.  

I love you.  

I love you so much more and so much deeper than I did eight years ago, which seems pretty impossible since back then I was so super head over heels in love with you it hurt. It's way more so now, my nerdy friend.  I may not always show it but you make my knees weak.  You give me butterflies.  You are the one thing in this world that keeps me going, especially when the everything else is falling down around me.  Thanks for giving me 2 7/8 of the worlds most beautiful, charming, adorable children

We've come a long way from sleeping on air mattresses and living on French bread and ranch dressing, baby.

Here's to the next year of tomorrows.  I can't wait to see where we're going.  As long as we're You and Me, it's going to be amazing.

I love you.

* can't remember shiz

Ian

       Oh sweet baby boy, you are two.  Two years old!  I can’t believe it.  You have literally transformed into a little boy right before my eyes this past month.  I blame it on the new shampoo.  (We ran out of baby shampoo and so he and Izacc are using the same stuff now)  But you've gone from my snuggly baby to a rough and tumble boy in a matter of weeks.  I’m sad and happy and terrified all at the same time!

I am so so proud of you.  The night before you turned two you ditched the binky for good!  Not that you don’t still ask for it now and again, but you quit that bad boy and I couldn’t be happier about it.  Your speech is really coming along since you two parted and you are generally an all-around joy to be around.

There are some fun things that I want to remember about you right now:
-The way you act like a monkey.  Or a kitty.  Or a puppy.  And crawl around making the appropriate noises.
-When you wake up and come directly to our bed and demand to watch “PB” (TV).
-When you’re tired, you walk around in circles.
-You love bubbles, and the way you say bubbles is the most adorable thing I can think of.
-You replace your “d”s for “g”s and your “t”s for “k”s.  Gaggy=Daddy, Beg=bed, breg=bread, kank oooh=thank you.  Cracking your code has opened up a whole new level of understanding on my part!!
-You are so polite and say “kank oooh” after everything, including when I tell you good job.
-You LOVE to sing along with everything.  And it’s mainly just sounds but it’s so cute.  You try to at least get the ending of the phrases.  Your personal favorites are The ABC Song, Twinkle Twinkle, and well, anything on the radio!
-You love to go outside and have figured out how to open the door all by yourself.  If only you could figure out not to go into the street.
-You can climb up into your car seat by yourself.
-You and Izacc have the best time playing together.  Somehow he understands you and your little conversations crack me up.
-You love puppies and birds and shout at them when you see them out the window.
-Blessing your food (quite possibly the cutest thing I've ever seen) You echo whoever is saying it when it’s not your turn.
-You have taken to sleeping in a big boy bed so beautifully and I think you have a blast having a roommate.
-You call yourself “Nan” and Izacc “Gy-gac” or sometimes, just “Gac”.  And I love how you call Steph “Barf”
-Climbing climbing climbing!  Holy cow do you love to climb.  And fall.  You tuck and roll like a pro.  Perhaps a professional career as a stuntman is in your future.
-You run with your head tilted to the side and your arms a waving!  I couldn’t love it more.  I love the sound of you running barefoot on the hardwood.
-When you wake up from your nap, you run to whoever is closest in the living room and give them the biggest, best hug you’ve got.  It’s pure bliss.
-You like to count, and count as we drive.  Trees, cars, whatever.  Although sometimes you just say “cinco, cinco, cinco…” which is totally cool too.
-You love to love on my belly.  I think when this baby comes out it will rock your world a bit and life as you know it might come crumbling down, but you are going to be so sweet with her I just know it.
-You love to cuss people out, especially Daddy when you are protecting me or your brother.  And usually the only word we can understand is “nonny” (naughty)
-When I ask you “who’s cute?” or “Who’s handsome” you always say “ME!”
-When I ask you “who loves you?” your list usually entails Mommy, Gaggy, Gygac, Mama (gramma) Papa, baby, Barf (Steph), Eese (Reese) and whoever else happens to be in the room at the time.
-You get so excited when you pee in the potty, although it only happens about once a day.
-You still love to eat, but have become a little more picky in your taste.  You hate canned chicken and anything that has to do with it.
-You love to watch Bubble Guppies, Team Umizoomi, and Go Diego Go, and can sing each theme song respectively.
-At your 2 year old check up you were in the 97th percentiles for both height and weight, and the Dr made sure to let me know that you were not fat, just solid.  You wear size 9 shoes and 3T clothes and are starting to wear some 4Ts…heaven help us.
-When we’re driving or shopping, you love to say “go go go!!”
-Your sweet little open mouth kisses have turned into real kisses and you love to give them out freely.
-Your hugs are the best around, hands down.  And you are not stingy with them.
-Your laugh is by far the most amazing thing I’ve ever heard.  It’s beautiful and I wish I had a recording of it to share with anyone who would listen.  I promise, it will make your day.
-You like to watch Izacc play Playstation or Wii and get excited for him and thanks to Daddy, when ever you hear the Angry Birds theme song, you go crazy and have to watch whoever it is play “Birgs!  Birgs!”
-You are a little mimic and try and copy anything anyone says, usually your older brother.
-Your eyes are still so stunning and can get me to do basically anything.
-The look you get when you’re mad or pretending to be mad is too much.  You furrow your brow and when you’re serious, it’s a little scary.

I basically love you to pieces and can not imagine life without you.  I’m so glad you joined our family and can’t wait to see all the good you’ll do and joy you’ll bring into our lives and the lives of others.  You’re the best, baby.  Thanks for letting me be your mama.

Just to show how far you've some in a year, here you were on your first birthday.  Look at that little face!

Per your request, a Lightning McQueen cake!

Here we go.

Can't quite get that candle blown out...

Thank goodness for Izacc.

Happy birthday little man!!  Being two is gonna ROCK!!

  

If Wishes Were Fishes...

Dear Weather--

If you ever decide to start raining money, would it be alright if you aim some of it my way?  Because I think I would look pretty awesome sporting this little beauty around.

And also I need a new car, but I don't want to be greedy.  I do have my priorities after all.

Thanks in advance,

Friday Confessional: Mini Cruiser

It's Friday again!  And I've been slacking for a few weeks now.  So let's get back into the swing of things shall we?!
I confess...

• I sorta think my time has come.
• I swore up and down that I would never ever ever drive a mini van.
• Ever.
• In fact, I'd rather die than drive a mini van.
• But suddenly I'm realizing that I may not have much say in the matter.
• My sweet hubby is going to try and sell his beloved truck.
• And then we'll take whatever he gets out of that and buy a new used family car.
• Which, by the looks of things, is going to be a mini van.
• Dang me and my procreative ways!
• It was painfully obvious we just don't have enough room in the old caliber last weekend.
• And by old, I mean the 2 years we've had it of course.
• We went to Utah last weekend.
• It was Ian's 2nd birthday.
• And we had a small party.
• And it was super fun.
• I have a lovey dovey post about him coming up, don't you worry about that!
• And then the next day my aunt threw me a baby shower.
• It was super fantastic.
• There were lots of the people I love there.
• And a few couldn't be there, but still sent the sweetest gifts I've ever seen.
• No really, as if I wasn't excited about having a girl before!
• You should have seen all the cute pink girly stuff!
• And the diapers! Oh man the diapers!
• But here's the kicker.
• We were in Utah.
• And we live in Wyoming.
• And our car is the size of a shoe box.
• Needless to say we were pretty cozy coming home.
• And we suddenly realized how soon we're going to have to find a place for another body.
• And all her stuff too.
• SOOOO
• mini van here I come I guess.
• sadness.
• There are many other options of course.
• Like my dreamcar.
• But the problem lies that the Caliber set us back a bit.
• And then the value went down.
• As in through the floor under the basement and about 10 feet under the foundation.
• So we're pretty upside down.
• And until we can get right side up, we'll do what we have to for awhile.
• Oh well.
• Could be worse I suppose, right?
• Right?!
• Please oh please!!

Blast From the Past: MySpace Blog from 2/19/2008

I deleted my MySpace account awhile ago, but before I did I copied my blog posts from it. I mean, they must have meant something to me at some time or I wouldn't have posted them. I decided to post them here on my real life blog just to have the memory of a happier time...er, well a different time anyway. La la la, I know. Feel free to pass on these if you like, they're more for my sake than for yours. And I'm pretty sure I thought I was hilarious then too.  Yeah, sorry.




10 Random Things About Me:

1. I have a degree in theatre and love everything about being on stage.  It's an obsession really and I think the only thing that will get it out of my blood is embalming fluid.  I really love being in the spotlight, but secretly I want to be a math teacher or an accountant.
2. I love being a girl, which is SO far from where I was like 8 years ago.  I used to be sort of a tom boy, short hair, jeans and t-shirt kind of girl.  Minimal make-up, hung out with almost strictly boys.  I don't exactly know what happened, but somewhere along the way I snapped.  Now I love pink and jewelry and Coach bags and Roxy and make-up and pedicures and acrylic nails and, well, practically everything about being a girl.  It's all too much fun!
3. When I get stressed out or sad or scared, I hide in the closet.  Even in my sleep, apparently...
4. I have come to accept the fact that I will NEVER be satisfied with the way I look.  Lose 50 lbs, gain 20 back with baby, lose 30, still not happy.
5. I miss doing hair, even though the pay sucks and it's a fickle, catty business, the hours suck and there are some straight up  nasty people out there who never think to shampoo.  I still love it and miss it.  Not to mention I am a product junkie.  Ask my hubby, I have literally 2 crates of product that will NEVER be used.  Seriously, despite that fact, try and keep me out of a beauty supply.  
6. I miss my friends and being crazy and silly and stupid and staying up all night getting into deep conversations and laughing until the tears were rolling down our cheeks.  I love my husband with all my heart, but boys just don't know how to do that.
7. I have actually dated at least 3 guys who later turned out to be gay.
8. I never knew it was possible to hate someone so much but love them with all your heart at the same time.
9. I am too nice...to a fault, actually.  I would give you the shirt off my back, my wallet, and my car to drive if you asked, and not think twice about how I was going to get home.  I have been screwed over so many times and yet I still give people the benefit of the doubt.
10. I once had a guy break up with me through a song he wrote...the jack ass.

Blast From the Past: MySpace Blog from 1/16/2008

I deleted my MySpace account awhile ago, but before I did I copied my blog posts from it. I mean, they must have meant something to me at some time or I wouldn't have posted them. I decided to post them here on my real life blog just to have the memory of a happier time...er, well a different time anyway. La la la, I know. Feel free to pass on these if you like, they're more for my sake than for yours. And I'm pretty sure I thought I was hilarious then too.  Yeah, sorry.

TEN THINGS I LOVE ABOUT THOMPSON COLES

He is very very smart.  He knows a lot about everything.

He will take the garbage out every time.  EVERY time.

He calls to tell me he is on his way home, even though we will see each other in two minutes.

He lets me sleep in.

He is beautiful.

He knows just the place I need my back rubbed.

He always thinks I'm beautiful. 

He works so I don't have to and lets me play with Izacc all day.

He is always thinking about the future and how we will be rich.

He is going to let me decorate the bathroom in pink roxy flowers.

Blast From the Past: MySpace Blog from 2/5/2008

I deleted my MySpace account awhile ago, but before I did I copied my blog posts from it. I mean, they must have meant something to me at some time or I wouldn't have posted them. I decided to post them here on my real life blog just to have the memory of a happier time...er, well a different time anyway. La la la, I know. Feel free to pass on these if you like, they're more for my sake than for yours. And I'm pretty sure I thought I was hilarious then too.  Yeah, sorry.

1. Where did you meet? Good old CWC in Riverton, Wyoming. 2. What was the first thought that went through your head when you met? Well, the first time I met him he had long hair, leather jacket, piercings, was smoking, and to innocent little me fresh off the farm, he was everything I was supposed to stay away from.  But then, he cut his hair... 3. Do you remember what he/she was wearing? black leather jacket 4. Where was the first time you kissed this person? In his apartment after the I Hate Winter Dance.  It was a scam I tell you, I was set up!  His roommate invited me over for a "party" and when I showed up, it was me, Thom, and his roommate.  Then his roommate split.   Well, I think you see where I'm going with this. 5. How did he/she ask you out? We really just hung out together, it was never an asking thing, more of just implied.  Although I do remember being yelled at fro throwing pennies at his window...but perhaps thats better saved for another time... 6. Where did you go for your first date? Wow, JB's?  Maybe a movie?  I don't know, but it was a while after we started "dating", well now, that just sounds stupid.  How can you go on a date after you are already dating?  How about after we started making out?  More grammatically correct? 7.How long did you know this person before you became a couple? Oh, 5 months 8. Has this person ever proposed to you? Yeah, practically forever ago.  Arbor Day 2002.  Awesome. 9. Do you and this person have kids together? Yup, one 18 month old Izacc. 10. Have you ever broken the law with this person? What qualifies as breaking the law?  And do both of us have to have done it or just been together?  Underage drinking?  Theft?  Speeding?  I mean, there are too many variables to admit to anything here... 11. When was the first time you realized that you liked this person? I liked this person when we hooked up, I loved him a few months later, although he said it first...I held strong... 12. Do you get along with any of the ex's of your partner? I can honestly say no, I've only known a few and we don't even have contact anymore, but when we did, no no no. 13. Do you trust this person? With all my heart 14. Do you see you and your partner in your future? well, yeah.  That's kind of the whole point, right? 15. Whats the most expensive thing this person has given you? A house?  A baby? 16. What is one thing he/she does that gets on your nerves? Ha, it varies from day to day, but overall I would have to say that I hate finding socks in the couch. 17. What is the thing you do that gets on his/her nerves? Practically everything...no, I kid.  Um, I tend to be silly at inopportune times. 18. Where do you see each other in 15 years from now? Well, together, a few kids, a bigger house, a few pounds lighter I hope.  As far as physical location I have no idea.  We seem to go where the wind blows us. 19.Will this person repost this? nope he is nowhere near as cool as I am, nor does he have the time.